FOWC with Fango: Cough


If you met my mum, you would not dare to cough
She always said the same old thing,  which which would turn you off
It was not the cough that carried him off
But the coffin they carried him off in
I know this sounds so very hard, but it is a feeling that you had
You cough all night and most of the day, and this can be quite bad
So take some medicine or chew on a sweet, this really does not help
Cough some more, you cannot sleep, this really makes you yelp
Was it the guy in the bus that spread it, I really do not know
Or the lady in the store that sneezed and her nose she had to blow
It is spreading now all over the land, there is no real escape
so cough away and share it with all, really taking shape
Rub your chest with lineament oil, smelling oh so strong
This does not help, it stinks so bad, you are doing something wrong
After a week or two or three, your cough has become a croak
You have lost your voice the best of it all, Mr. Swiss is a happy bloke.

FOWC with Fandango: Cough

RDP Sunday: Pet

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Where do the pets come from? Anywhere and everywhere I suppose. Perhaps a lonely little kitten might be found, or a cat wander into you home for no apparent reason and you are adopted as pet owner. Or like my niece that was travelling through Europe and saw a little huskie in a pet shop window in Greece delivered to the burning sun through the window. She passed by a few days and then decided to put an end to its misery and promptly bought the dog. It was called okra, named after a green bean sort, also known as lady’s fingers. Okra passed away a couple of years ago after reaching a very good age, still being with my niece, who had a family with two boys in the meanwhile.

My mum was anti pet, and never allowed me to have the dog I always wanted. Pets cost money and we had not very much Eventually we had a cat, but this was more for reasons of a mouse plague we had in the old houses of the East End of London. Plague was too much said, perhaps we saw one or two during the year, but that was two too many for mum. There was a panic every time she saw one. Our little cat, Whisky, stayed many years and was almost 20 years old when he eventually went to the feline hunting grounds. He never really actually caught a mouse, I think he was more into playing with them, but mum was happy.

The years passed by and I migrated to Switzerland and had four kids to bring up and no pets. Then one day I had the offer of a kitten from a friend. I had to convince Mr. Swiss that a cat would complete the family – the kids were now living their own lives somewhere. He reluctantly said yes but told me we were not equipped. I said no problem as in the meanwhile I had bought all the necessary articles for a cat life. He was most impressed when I said I even had the carrying cage for transport. And so we had our first cat. Unfortunately she was stung by a wasp in the garden, had an allergy and died at the age of 8 months. Before Mr. Swiss had a chance to say no more cats (we were devastated) I had already organised the next felines – this time there were two from a litter of four, the same mother cat as our first.

And so Nera and Tabby moved in. I also had a friend that bred cats (see photo above) and specialised in the breed of Selkirk Rex. I would often visit her at her farm and she had rooms full of kittens it seemed to me. She was the expert and I decided to adopt my third cat, a Selkirk Rex kitten. I again managed to use friendly persuasion with Mr. Swiss and so our other two cats had to move over. I would add that the newcomer, Fluffy,  was not actually welcomed with open paws, more claws, but they all survived, avoiding each other when necessary.

I now have one cat, Tabby, approaching 17 years next April

Why cats? They are independent selfish little creatures, but like a cuddle now and again. In the meanwhile Tabby has taken over and has organised us all. She even does a daily blog.

3 cats and a tuna fish supper

A rare photo of Fluffy, my Selkirk Rex, Tabby and Nera – where tuna fish food was concerned they were always in agreement with each other.

RDP Sunday: Pet

Good Morning


As long as there is a patch of blue somewhere, you know there is a chance of the day being bright and sunny, despite the temperatures of 0°C, at the moment -5°C, but it is early morning.   I noticed yesterday evening that the daytime is now longer and at 5 in the evening it was still quite bright outside. Yes Spring is around the corner, but first we have to say goodbye to any snow that just might arrive to keep up its reputation.

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At last they let me out yesterday afternoon. It was my first journey in the wheelchair since the guy fixed it and everything was working fine again. It was just a matter of fitting a few screws in the right places. I had a collision with a cupboard at home because of a key protruding, but I now remove the keys before maneuvering out of the apartment. It is always complicated when I come and go. I have to have someone to open doors and close them again when leaving the apartment block. One of the first photos I make is the local Jura chain of mountains. I had not seen them for a while because of cloud cover, but now they had returned. It was a sunny afternoon and they were now covered with their normal layer of snow.

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I took a bit of a different route when I entered our local town of Solothurn yesterday and went by the back entrance of our cathedral. I arrived at the top of the 33 stairs (dividable by 11, the Solothurn number) and had a view down onto part of the local Hotel Krone and another building of the old town.

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The best part was to look down from the top of the steps for a view of the main street into town, if you can call it a main street. Traffic is only allowed if you are delivering stuff to the local busiinesses or bring guests to the hotels. I also have permission to drive into town if I am on a visit to my doctor or other business, due to my handicap, although I usually use my walker, when not in my wheelchair. I do not like the idea of weaving my way on the cobblestone streets among the pedestrians in a car.

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Due to the wonderful sunny weather, although a slight nip in the air, the river bank restaurants had put out their chairs and tables again and it was full of people relaxing in the sun with a drink, or taking a walk. The river Aare also makes a good background to the scene.

I crossed the river to see what was happening on the other side. There is a wall along the bank and a favourite place for pigeons and now gulls to have a flying rest

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I never see a gull during the year, but in Winter they arrive in flocks probably knowing that there will be a good meal somewhere.

I spent my usual two hours making the surroundings uncertain in my chair and arrived home glad to be out and about again, with my camera of course. I had an evening meal to prepare (a mincemeat pie) but with my housewife training, it was no problem. I spent part of the evening uploading the photos. I am now seriously thinking about a new camera. Mine is now almost 10 years old and would like the newer model Nikon D7500 which always had good reviews. I only really need the basic camera, as all my lens are Nikon and fit on all the models. At least there is a small advantage in having a wheelchair, that you can easily take everything with you and do not have to carry it, although I often think it would be nice again to take a walk with Mr. Swiss as we used to when we were young and active.

And now to the daily routine. Have a good Sunday wherever you are and make the most of it.

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The neighbours were also enjoying an afternoon in the sun.